Prompt: Sam and Callen - Are you jealous?

"It's curved."

"That's nice."

"And huge."

"Uh huh."

"65 inches."

Sam sighed and leaned back in his chair. "I'm happy for you."

Clicking his tongue, G leaned forward on his desk. "Something's up."

"Nothing's up," Sam responded, rolling his shoulders.

"Are you jealous?"

"Of you, G?" Sam rolled his eyes. "I dare you, no wait. I beg you, please find something I should be jealous of."

Callen smirked, knowing full well that he was getting on his partner's nerves. "You're jealous of my smart touch remote. My ultra clear panel. My UHD upscaling."

"I'm gonna upscale you if you don't shut up about that damn TV."

"Now, now, gentlemen," Deeks chimed in, raising his head from his desk. He peaked into his empty coffee cup and sighed before slamming his forehead down again. "Do you really have to to bicker all…the…time?"

"We're not bickering," the partners spoke in unison.

Deeks repeatedly banged his head on his desk. "Where's Kensi?"

"I'm just saying," Sam said, trying to sound reasonable. "Maybe you should have spent your money on something else. Like, a couch, for instance."

"I'm perfectly fine watching my new TV on my current furniture, thanks."

"Your current furniture is a lawn chair, G!"

"Morning!" Much to her partner's relief, Kensi entered the bullpen with a sack in her arms and coffee in hand. "I brought breakfast."

Deeks raised his head and stretched his arms, mouthing "Thank you" to Kensi. She nodded and smiled, diving into her bag of goodies. "For Callen, an everything bagel with cream cheese."

"Thanks, Kens."

"For Sam, egg white and turkey bacon wrap."

"Excellent." Sam sniffed his breakfast, grinning widely.

"Deeks, coffee and breakfast burrito, sans jelly beans."

He narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Because you ate my jelly beans?"

"I'm not answering that question," she replied, avoiding his eyes.

Everybody began devouring their breakfast, except Callen. He was too busy eyeing Sam's wrap. "That looks pretty good, Sam."

Sam glared across the small open-flow workspace. "What, are you jealous?"

Groan. Thud.